Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

that's... that's really nice of you.

-(murmuring, laughing) -No two ways about it. You win...

Then I do onion, then I do potatoes. We have system.

-Deal! -No shit deal!

(overlapping excited chatter)

Today was not the day to go fucking with the system.

-that pot for me, please, Chef. -Yes, Chef.

Good! Good! Y'all happy now?

♪ Breaker... ♪

-a little bit more clearly, alright? -Hold on a second here.

to still be open after everything.

that he always be wearing. You know, it smell like

-Michael's system. -Carmen, there is a girl.

Okay, I was so excited for you to come home.

Okay, Ebraheim, get me a pot for the giardiniera!

No, don't you fucking! I got all kinds of receipts

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. No, no. No, Luanne, that's...

It takes two hours longer. The good news is

-What's UPS? That's in Chicago? -Uh,

♪ Let it go, baby ♪

-I know. That's what I wanted to tell you. -That it's not for sale?

If the spaghetti didn't make any sense,

-You alright? -Thank you.

We're gonna need more bread.

Oh my god, she murdered it, Tina!

What's goin' on? What do you think?

but none of these fuckwads taught you how to make a pasta!

♪ One, two, three, four, five against one ♪

This fucking fairy's butt-buddy. He's--

-RICHIE: Corner! -Chef! Corner! Behind...

-Don't tell me how to do my job. -Just do it!

♪ Via Chicago... ♪

♪ Me, yeah ♪

-(louder snarling) -Shh...

♪ And I watched it float away ♪

♪ I said I don't give a damn ♪